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Alex Just then, another text came through."Please, Alex. I'm begging you. This is important. It's about Emily and the children. About who's trying to hurt you. Please."I sighed and typed back: "No. Whatever you need to say, you can say it in a text or an email."Her response was immediate: "I can't. It's too sensitive. Too dangerous to put in writing. Please. I'm at the Riverside Café. I'll wait for you. Please come."I set down my phone and rubbed my face. I didn't want to go. I didn't want to see Abigail or have any more drama in my life.But what if she really did have information that could help us? What if she knew who had drugged me, who had orchestrated that scene?We needed to know who was trying to destroy Emily and me. For our children's sake, if nothing else.I found Emily in the living room, reading a book while the children played a board game nearby."Can I talk to you for a minute?" I asked."Of course." She set down her book and followed me to a quieter corner of th

AbigailI stood by the hotel window, watching Alex's car disappear down the road.Emily had left thirty minutes ago, her face twisted with pain and betrayal. Alex tried to follow her, tried to explain, but she wouldn't listen.Good.Everything was going according to plan.I let the curtain fall back into place and allowed myself a small smile. I had been holding back my true emotions for hours now, pretending to be confused, pretending to be scared, pretending to be as much a victim as Alex.But the truth was, I had orchestrated every single detail of tonight.The fake texts about being followed. The panicked voice when Alex arrived. The man I had hired to chloroform him from behind. The staged scene, both of us undressed, placed in the bed together, the room made to look like we had spent the night together.It had all worked perfectly.Even better than I had hoped.I had watched Alex's face when he woke up, the horror, the confusion, the panic. He genuinely had no idea what had happ

Alex I stopped eating. I stopped sleeping.At night, I would lie in my empty bed, the bed that had felt so full of love just days ago and stare at the ceiling, unable to close my eyes.Every time I tried to sleep, I saw Emily's face. The pain. The betrayal. The finality.I saw my children's rooms, empty and lifeless.I saw Abigail, lying naked beside me, pretending to be confused.I couldn't escape any of it.After a particularly brutal day at the office where I had accomplished nothing except staring blankly at my computer screen, I drove home hoping for the oblivion of alcohol.But when I walked into my house, I smelled something cooking.I froze."Hello?" I called out, my heart suddenly racing.Has Emily come back? Has she changed her mind?I rushed toward the kitchen, hope surging in my chest.And stopped dead in my tracks.Abigail was standing at my stove, wearing an apron, stirring something in a pot."Alex!" she said with a warm smile. "You're home. I made dinner. I thought yo

NathanielA few days later, I convinced Emily to go for a walk with me in the park. The children were at home with the nanny, and I told her she needed fresh air, needed to clear her head.We walked in comfortable silence for a while, and I made sure to occasionally brush against her, my hand touching hers, my shoulder bumping hers, my presence close and comforting."I've been thinking," I said as we sat down on a bench overlooking the lake. "About us.""Us?" Emily looked at me with confusion."Yes. Us. Emily, I've been in your life for six years now. And in all that time, have I ever let you down?""No. Never.""Have I ever betrayed your trust?""No.""Have I ever put anyone else before you and your children?""No, Nathaniel. You've been amazing. You've been the best friend I could ask for.""Friend," I repeated, letting the word hang in the air. "Is that all I am to you?"Emily's eyes widened. "Nathaniel, what are you...""I love you, Emily." The words came out intense, passionate,

Emily I quickly deleted my search history on his phone, made sure everything looked exactly as I had found it, and placed the phone back on the coffee table in the exact same position.Then I went to the bathroom and splashed water on my face, trying to compose myself.When Nathaniel came back inside, I was sitting on the couch, pretending to read a book."Hey," he said with a smile. "How are the kids?""Taking a nap. They were tired from playing this morning.""Good. That gives us some time to talk." He sat down beside me, and I had to force myself not to move away. "Emily, I've been thinking about what I said the other day. About my feelings for you.""Nathaniel...""No, let me finish. I know it's complicated. I know the timing isn't perfect. But Emily, I meant what I said. I love you. I've loved you for years. And I want to be with you. Not just as your friend, but as your partner. As someone who can give you the life you deserve."I looked at him, really looked at him and saw the